Everything in life needs a balance; good and evil, light and dark and love and hate. Yet nothing is so simple; there are always shades of grey. How can you be sure that what you feel is true or the path you walk is the right one? 'You can only be yourself. Believing in what you do and those around you, will you truly know.'
The Mythical Few, human and Phoenix were facing head on with Wraith and a mysterious vampire/warlock class. The night wasn't off to a good start. Nagisa looked carefully at the intruders, with a glance she found that he had brought mostly muscle, no brains. That helped somewhat. The main problem was the Master of them, now a vampire his other skills were sharpened. 'Nothing is ever easy.' Nagisa thought as she took a few steps forward. Wraiths fearing an attack growled slinking into a tighter arc around their Master.
"What do you want with me?" Nagisa motioned to the Wraiths protecting him "All this for me?"
"I thought it was obvious why, or have you so easily forgotten your past?" Reaper purred
"I haven't forgotten anything, no matter how much I wish to. You're wrong in thinking I can lead you there or in opening it. There are other powers in play." She hurriedly explained, not wanting to chat about it.
The Reaper casually waited, crossing his arms and head cocked to one side. It was strange. He was behaving as if he had all the time in the world, not worrying at all. Glancing over her shoulder to the others, Nagisa saw discomfort on their faces, they too were uneasy about this. Nothing in her memories of this Mythical seemed to follow what he was doing now. He used to work behind the scenes, pulling the strings, using his power on corrupting and influencing people. He had come out face to face fighting in the latter days of the war and then he was a force to be reckoned with. Not this casual onlooker who stood there, watching the night slip by. He had a trump card of some kind, yet Nagisa didn't know what.
"You're acting rather strange tonight Takeru-san. Got something in the wind?" probed Nagisa
"Hmm…yes and no. It really depends on a certain fact." A small smirk appeared.
"Stop speaking in circles, it has always annoyed me that silver tongue of yours." Snapped Nagisa, irritated that something was going on.
"I wonder why you returned here. A place special to us both, the last place I figured you'll be found. Mainly the reason why I took so long in bringing my wraiths to this place. Yet here you are, once more. Like me you're still drawn to her, even after all this time." He rattled away moving a few steps closer to Nagisa. Unfolding his arms he cast a light and finally you could see his face. He was a tall fellow, slim but well built. Black hair hung over his eyes and above his shoulders. Red eyes could be seen under the uncut bangs. 'He looks just like her. I do miss her but only what she used to be not what she became. I didn't see the power they both wanted. Past is past I can't change that, but I can set it right.'
"Old familiar ground Takeru-san, memories good and bad here. I do miss her still and I guess I always will. Tell me what you want." Sighing deeply Reaper shook his head and waved his hand in an offhanded manner.
"What I have always wanted Nagisa-chan, what my sister wanted and what we will have yet again."
"Look Nagisa! Look what I have accomplished. These are my ground walkers. Beings that flit thru earth and who many cant sense. Perfect, ne?" An old memory flashed in her mind. Looking to the ground she held forth her hand, and flames brightly shone covering her friends and herself in an all-round shield.
"Transform yourselves! He has beings of earth with him, ground walkers. Tamao should sense them." Keeping her eyes fixed forwards.
Following her command they transformed. Every mythical was born in a true form, but to be among people they had to hide. Quite simple really, innate gifts helped a lot. The first to change was Yaya, morphing into her black furred wolf form. Chikaru simply flicked her wand emitting sparks and her clothes glowed once and faded. Witches power lie hidden within. Kagome had pretty purple wings and Tamao simply looked like a breath of fresh air. The real appearance changes came from Miyuki and Shion. Miyuki was a medusa class, so you can guess in what way she changed. Her eyes became slits and her forked tongue licked her lips. Her short blue hair now branched out into braided parts now moved uncannily like snakes. Skin now tinted a green shiny hue. Shion didn't change appearances more her true power showed for all to see. Silver like armor now graced her form, moveable and light. In her hands now held her favorite Katana, emitting a small sparks. Ravens cries echoed in the night sky, and if you listened closely, murmurs of past warriors gave her there blessing. She was one who could walk through the land of the dead and be welcomed. For Shizuma it was rather simple, an amulet gave her a shield, a magical one like Kagome's.
The Few were ready, with Nagisa, she was getting angry. Her eyes were deeper now and her patience wearing thin. 'If it's a fight you want Reaper it's a fight you'll get.' Her shield was still in effect, for the time being, she reversed it slightly. Sending heat waves down into the earth, making it smoke and shudder.
"I sense them, they're coming!" exclaimed Tamao
"What are you doing Nagisa-chan?" Reaper yelled.
"Fool! You weren't the only one she confided in. You reap what you sow." With a blast she sent the rest of the magical energy his way. Wraiths hated fire, so when they felt the heat and burns they began their assault.
The strongest at the front whilst the rest stood back, watching in disbelief and yet they too were fighting something. Whilst the others fought the wraiths, they fought the ground walkers. They were uncanny. White gravely skin that stretched tight over bones, yet there bodies were long and disfigured. Hands were twice as large as a human with fingers stretched way out. No face features except small holes at the side of the head. Moving jerkily on the surface they attacked swiftly. Kagome created mist and successfully clobbered one on the head using her bear, who said it was just for decoration and comfort? Tamao was causing bursts of air to implode taking two with it, with Chikaru and Shizuma working in sync, one fought then one blasted. It was working quite well.
As for the others it was hard going. Slowly they took out one by one of the blasted muscle wraiths. Yaya and Shion took them head on whilst Miyuki used her swiftness to fire venomous darts and slice in for the kill. The trio was soon covered in blood and yuck and still the wraiths kept coming. Not performing tactics or strategies, they were too dumb for that, they only took orders, which helped a lot. So in pairs or single they attacked. He was kept busy. A light show, as it can be best described, clashed back and forth in a shower of reds and oranges. Reaper casting spells whilst Nagisa shot her flames with every chance. An even match. When the going gets tough the tough get going. Well it should have worked out like that.
A particularly big wraith and huge canines had seized Yaya, holding her down and Shion went in to help. Leaving Miyuki wide open, unfortunately the rest of the pack which was now only 5 knew what an opening they had. With a burst of speed they went for a kill. Miyuki saw them coming, using her fast reflexes evaded two, stoned one, sliced another and got deeply scraped. Not bad for one against five. The trio was back on game.
For the others it was moving swiftly, ground walkers were few now, Shizuma was looking tired as was the rest. A ground walker had seized Kagome and held her tightly around the waist, it's long claws digging in. Tamao fighting another didn't notice the young fairy's plight. However Chikaru did. Enraged that one of her dear friends was getting hurt, she went headlong in. Casting a spell to stun did nothing. Her familiar, white owl flew in pecking and clawing at him until it released Kagome.
Chikaru was still angry, summoning her darkest white magic she knew, a summoned was coming. Runes littered the floor and the air became warmer. One giant hoof came up followed by a long limb. It was a huge thing, well for them at the time it was, it towered over 7 feet tall. A Minotaur of sorts eyes glowing bright. Looking around it saw the ground walkers and hummed appreciatively. Dinner was served. With a fell swoop it plucked it from the ground, shaking it a little it then just tore it in two. One by one those that had risen were killed by the summoned. Chikaru was getting tired at keeping it under control; with a last ounce she had released it back into hell. Swooning slightly Shizuma caught her and held her steady. 'She is one scary lady.'
As all things must come to an end, so did the creatures of night, with a final plunge of a rapier Shizuma killed the last ground walker as did Yaya breaking the neck of the wraith. All tired, bloody and dazed they searched the sky for Nagisa. No more bright flames clashed. It was darkness with only the light from the stars and moon. Everyone searched the sky and some cast their eyes on the area around the lake. Nothing.
"Shizuma! Do you sense her at all?" cried Shion
"Sense her? What do you mean? I'm not one of you!" Shizuma frantically looking at the sky
"Tamao anything?" Miyuki called over.
A glint in the sky caught their attention and like a shooting star it fell to earth. It was a bright ball of fire, as they noticed when it came closer, Tamao gently cushioned its fall. Rightly assuming it was Nagisa. She was a mess; bleeding heavily from several cuts, her leg swollen and deeply bruised and breathing heavily which probably meant broken or bruised ribs. Shizuma seeing the state her love was in started to run over, until a black presence was standing over the fallen phoenix.
Ever heard the expression: 'you should see the other guy?' well if Nagisa was in a bad way and regenerating, Reaper was in a worse state. Hair singed and burns over half of his face, blood covered his clothes from head to toe, his right arm wasn't made to bend at a right angle. Whilst his left wasn't there at all. Scorch marks along his shoulder meant it had been blasted off. Long deep cuts were seen all over. His vampire nature meant he could heal quite quickly, yet Phoenix fire had the opposite effect. Hard to heal is an understatement. He looked livid ten times over.
Nagisa shakily climbed to her feet and faced him. Seeing the damage she caused in a better light, she didn't know whether to be pleased or not. Resorting to violence was never one she was comfortable in. The rest of the Few closed in leaving a distance between the two, wanting to help as well as not get in the way.
"Had enough Reaper? You're outnumbered and you look like crap. Vampirism only goes so far with the healing. Give up now!" Nagisa rasped out.
"Give up? I haven't finished yet Phoenix! I will show you who is more powerful!" he yelled.
He drew his magic around him, cloaking himself in shadows. Nagisa stepped away nearly tripping over a wraith if Shizuma hadn't caught her. Holding on tight to her with an arm around her waist Nagisa called a flame barrier surrounding everyone. Waiting and watching for the Reaper to reappear.
A/N: hows that a bit of action for you :) Anyone know who Reaper is? Or his so called sister? Just so you know i made the Reaper up, but it does coinside with SP character. *Hint*. Story reaching its conclusion. Happy reading :)